"Touch of the master's hand"

When I was a kid I loved the trumpet and always wanted to play “When the Saints Come Marching In” with it. As I grew up, I found out I can’t play a music instrument to save my life but last week I bought a damaged African kudu horn. It has a big cut, chipped bone areas and animal teeth marks on it. I’m going to restore the horn and make it into a Yemenite shofar. Every horn is different. They have different colors, lines, thickness, and sounds. Every shofar has a purpose even though they are not a true musical instrument because you can only control the amount, duration and how clear the notes sound not the key or pitch but they are still used to praise the lord. So I might actually have a chance playing the horn. Right now I sound like a baby elephant. This damaged kudu horn reminds me of a song I loved since I was a kid “Touch of the master’s hand” by Wayne Watson. The song is about broken people being restored. Abba is the Master, the Holy Spirit is the bow, and Yeshua is the auctioneer. Just as every horn turns into a shofar by a craftsman. Every broken and sinful person can be restored by Abba thru Yeshua's blood.

“Touch Of The Master’s Hand”

Well it was battered and scared,
and the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while,
to waste much time on the old violin but he held it up with a smile,
it sure ain’t much but it’s all we got left I guess we ought to sell it too,
now who’ll start the bid on this old violin?
Just one more and we’ll be through.

And then he cried one give me one dollar,
Who’ll make it two only two dollars who’ll make it three,
Three dollars twice that’s a good price,
who’s gotta bid for me?
Raise up your hand and don’t wait any longer the auctions about to end,
Who’s got four just one dollar more to bid on this old violin?

Well the air was hot and the people stood around as the sun was setting low,
From the back of the crowd a gray haired man,
Came forward picked up the bow,
He wiped the dust from the old violin then he tightened up the strings,
Then he played out a melody pure and sweet, sweet as the angels sing,
And then the music stopped, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low he said what is my bid,
For this old violin then he held it up with a bow.

And then he cried out one give me one thousand,
Who’ll make it two, only two thousand who’ll make it three,
Three thousand twice well that’s a good price,
but who’s gotta bid for me?
the people called out what made the change we don’t understand,
Then the auctioneer stopped and he said with a smile,
It was the touch of the Master’s hand.

now you know many a man with life out of tune,
is battered and scared with sin and he’s auctioned cheap,
To a thankless world much like the old violin,
then the Master comes,
And foolish crowd they never understand,
The worth of a soul and the change is wrought,
Just by the touch of the Masters hand.

And then he cried out one give me one thousand,
Who’ll make it two only two thousand who’ll make it three,
Three thousand twice that’s a good price,
but who’s gotta bid for me?
the people called out what made the change we don’t understand,
Then the auctioneer stopped and he said with a smile,
It was the touch, of the Master’s hand.

This older version of the song is a lot better. Shalom :O)

“The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak”

I’m still not much of a prayer warrior. My mom always was but not me. My prayers are usually short and to the point but I’m long winded when I talk to Abba ??? When I rededicated my life back in 94’ I really didn’t understand prayer only what I had known from my catholic upbringing. A little while later I wanted to get a better prayer life so I started trying to get up earlier in the morning and start praying. I have a thyroid disorder. I don’t get up so easy in the morning. It was really hard for me to get up consistently. One morning in particular it was hard getting up and I just couldn’t get my eyes to stay opened. Then I heard Abba say to me “The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.” He was right I had made a commitment to him and I was breaking it. It is one thing to say but it is another to do. Abba will give us all the tools in the world to help us with our walk but it is up to us to learn about them, to use them effectively, and to teach others what they are. We just can’t say we are true believers we need to say what we do and do what we say.

"It was then that I carried you."

On Fri. March 13, Joel Chernoff was @ my church, Seed of Abraham. Next month in April another one of my favorite messianic singers is coming, Marty Goetz. I do half to say that Abba is blessing me a lot lately. It hasn’t always been so. I’ve had a lot of pain, trials and sorrow in my life to last a lifetime. I also know that there is more to come but I know that Abba will carry me thru them. My favorite poem growing up was Footprints. It reminds me of how close I am to Abba and how much he loves me. The poem would always say author unknown but 14 years ago my mom found a book by Margaret Fishback Powers called “Footprints: The True Story Behind the Poem That Inspired Millions.” This was a great inspirational book. The story was about her life, marriage, the kids, the trials she went thru and how Abba was there thru the ups and downs. She also talks about how the poem "footprints" was in a box with her personal stuff and how it was lost when she moved to a new home. She knows and I know that whatever happens Abba will still always be with us no matter what.

Footprints
By Margaret Fishback Powers
One night I dreamed a dream.
I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene,
I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
One belonging to me and
One to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
There was only one set of footprints.
I realized that this was at the lowest
and saddest times of my life.
This always bothered me
and I questioned the Lord
about my dilemma.
"Lord, you told me when I decided to follow You,
You would walk and talk with me all the way.
But I'm aware that during the most troublesome
Times of my life there is only one set of footprints.
I just don't understand why, when I need you most,
You leave me."
He whispered, "My precious child,
I love you and will never leave you,
never, ever, during your trials and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you."

"He is...more than enough!"

One of my favorite top 10 movies is Frequency. It is a really cool movie. It reminds me of our relationship with Abba and how he is our real dad. The movie is about a little boy who's father is a NYC firefighter and loses him to a fire. He grows up and becomes a cop but can’t get over his father’s death. Then a strange thing happens, a strong aurora borealis is seen over his house and his father’s old ham radio starts to work. The same thing happens with his father from the past and they are able to talk to each other. This kid was given a second chance and his life starts to change for the better. No more living in the past. That is kinda what happens to us when we ask Yeshua to come into our life. Abba supernaturally changes our circumstance and gives us a second chance. We were living in our sins sentenced for death. Then he had his son Yeshua lay down his life to be the sin offering so we could be free. Abba raised him from the dead and now we are no longer sons & daughters of disobedience but now the sons & daughters of righteousness. We have the Holy Spirit in us to guide us in all truth. We are on God’s “frequency” now. 2 Corinthians 5 :17 “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” No more living in the past of sorrows. He will never abandon us no matter what if we put our trust in him. He is our Protector, our Daddy, Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father and the Prince of Peace. He is… more than enough!